Ark Undead

Now W finally realized that Greyhound's condition was definitely problematic.

Upon hearing this, the Undead had no intention of asking any further questions. Instead, he released the Greyhound's neck and used his entire massive hand to grab the Greyhound's head.

Then it slammed into the wall again.

boom!

Greyhound was like a rag doll, being wielded at will by the undead.

The back of W's head slammed hard against the tile, the crisp sound making her body tremble involuntarily.

The Undead are really ruthless.

Then, the Undead grabbed the Greyhound by the scruff of its neck, shook its body to make sure it hadn't completely lost consciousness, and then brought it back to him.

"Awake?"

This time, Greyhound remained silent, his eyes fixed on the Undead.

Wisps of black smoke seeped from his eyes, as if trying to reach the undead.

Seeing that the greyhound had become like this, W decisively drew his weapon from his waist, ready to attack at any moment.

The immortal simply shook his head.

Then, a bright flame ignited between the fingers of the hand that was gripping the greyhound by the scruff of its neck.

In a single, complete breath, it enveloped the greyhound's entire body.

The greyhound didn't even let out a scream. It was enveloped by the black mist and began to struggle in the flames.

The greyhound's body began to tremble violently. Just as black smoke tried to escape through the greyhound's burning skin, the flames that were burning the greyhound forked out a few more strands, engulfing the black smoke that was trying to escape. Like a monster chewing food, they crunched and burned the greyhound completely.

Even though the Undead have temporarily lost contact with the First Flame, the Undead themselves possess many methods to combat the Abyss.

Not to mention, he is also a ready-made master of sorcery, and the flames that sorcery worships have a certain destructive power against these products of the abyss. In the hands of an undead, they can unleash even greater power.

Only after the greyhound was burned to a shriveled corpse did the Undead throw it to the ground and then stomp on the charred remains.

Then, he turned to look at W.

W was so frightened that he took several steps back until he was pressed against the wall, only then realizing that he had nowhere to retreat.

The immortals showed no intention of attacking her.

"Let's go back and find him."

Death in a dream simply represents another rebirth.

The greyhound's death in the dream does not necessarily mean it has actually died.

Moreover, the Undead's goal was simply to remove the influence of the Abyss on him.

W understood this as well, but the decisiveness of the Undead exceeded her expectations.

The two returned to the deck along the same route.

Sure enough, when they returned to the captain's cabin, they found Greyhound.

He sat by the campfire, staring at it. It wasn't until he heard two people's footsteps that he realized what was happening.

He turned and gave the undead a strained smile.

The immortal reached out his hand to the greyhound sitting on the ground and asked.

"Awake?"

"probably."

Greyhound grasped the Undead's hand and rose from the ground.

The three reunited once again, but this time, no one let their guard down.

"You were conscious the whole time?"

"The immortal asked."

The greyhound shook its head.

"From the middle onwards, I gradually lost control of my body. I don't remember what happened after that, I only remember being burned to a crisp. I can guess that it was you, brother, who made the move."

"How does it feel?"

The Undead are trying to find out the truth behind the Greyhounds' corruption.

Greyhound tried to recall.

"It was something like this: your body was enveloped by something, and then you sank to the bottom of the sea. A voice was talking to you. My consciousness clearly realized that what I was saying was wrong, but I couldn't stop myself. I could only watch helplessly as I said those words, unable to react."

The greyhound smiled wryly.

"In particular, the more I think of Wang, the more my consciousness sinks into despair."

Upon hearing this, the three fell silent.

After a long while, Greyhound finally broke the silence.

"It seems the traces the Queen left here are not good. She seems to have become a special existence... Let's give up on finding what the Queen left behind for now; that's too eerie."

The greyhound just now acted like a fanatic, chasing after Theresa's trail and even trying to persuade his two companions who were still with him to go to the tenth floor with him.

Everyone could tell that something special awaited them on the tenth floor.

In other words, the very name Theresa is dangerous here.

"besides..."

Greyhound didn't even finish speaking before he clenched his fist.

“I just heard the king’s voice.”

This implies a less than favorable guess.

Theresa may have become a nightmare within a dream.

It can even change people's perception of her existence.

On the other side, Kal'tsit walked along the tidy corridor, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

However, she had a companion by her side.

But this companion was not the ever-vigilant Mon3tor.

"I had thought about meeting you again, but I never expected that you wouldn't even say a word to me."

The person gave Kal'tsit a smile that was so beautiful and full of compassion.

However, in Kal'tsit's eyes, it was nothing but an illusion.

"Kal'tsit, when did you become so taciturn? Is it because of my death, or because you believe you have failed my ideals?"

This beautiful woman has long, white hair, with a very light red gradient at the ends.

She even tried to raise her hand to touch Kal'tsit's cheek.

Just then, from the shadows beneath Kal'tsit, a sharp, black bone blade emerged, piercing the man's hand and stopping just ten centimeters from Kal'tsit's cheek.

Kal'tsit turned her head and glanced at the person who had been following her all the way.

“I told you, don’t talk to me in her voice.”

"You filthy counterfeit."

However, the woman whose arm was pierced was not angry; in fact, her smile brightened.

"You've finally answered me, Kal'tsit."

Following beside Kal'tsit was the very person she had once desperately wanted to save.

But now, she has become part of the dream, hunting down anyone who tries to find her.

Nightmare: Theresa.

423. Recreating the Past

Kal'tsit was the first person to meet Theresa in a dream.

She had already encountered Theresa's call in reality. But at that time, Kal'tsit only guessed. It wasn't until she came into the dream and heard Theresa's voice again that she understood what Theresa had become.

But when she stood before him with her familiar face and voice, Kal'tsit was momentarily stunned.

That was the person she missed day and night, so naturally she would never forget his appearance.

However, just moments later, Kal'tsit summoned Mon3tor and attacked the person who was trying to approach her.

The person standing before Kal'tsit can no longer be called Theresa.

Kal'tsit understood that everything in the dream was related to the Lord of the Deep Sea, who was hiding in the deep sea.

Even if the Doctor once brought Theresa here, the real Theresa died in the Tower of Babel, and the Theresa here is just a trace left behind.

It was the Lord of Dreams who used the things left behind by Theresa as bait to lure Kal'tsit, who was trying to uncover the truth, into the trap.

However, the words she spoke repeatedly stirred up memories in Kal'tsit's heart.

Not only was Kal'tsit not immune to psychological attacks, but she even secretly hoped to hear more about her past.

This is a very twisted mindset, but Kal'tsit cannot refuse.

But importantly, Kal'tsit was simply unable to kill this fake Theresa.

Mon3tor's attacks were easily neutralized by her, and Kal'tsit herself didn't have any special attack methods.

However, even if Mon3tor cannot kill the nightmare that has taken the form of Theresa, Theresa cannot pass through Mon3tor's defensive perimeter and directly contact Kal'tsit's true form, thus achieving a delicate balance.

Kal'tsit let the imposter follow her and whisper in her ear as she tried to find more traces of Theresa in her dreams.

She and Greyhound are actually the same kind of people.

She also wanted to understand what Theresa had seen, what she had encountered during her time away from the Tower of Babel, and what answers she had received.

That's what prompted her to make that decision, to sacrifice herself for a future that seemed so far away.

This was also a decision that the Fire Mage helped her make.

She wants to find everything in her dreams, and at the same time, rediscover her true self.